My inspiration note the sympathyThey've taken everything you want and they left you all aloneMy setting sun, self appointed,I am a fraudYou are the martyrIt's decided and I owe you several worlds I can tell you...Rat in the sewer, scraps they left behindOnce their visionary, and they all have robbed you blindYour broken records playing forNone fabricate songAmputated creative tongueYou sing on and on andI can tell you why

I'm bringing you down,Calling you out,Taking your shieldIt's easier nowYears have been kindDistance betweenHas given hind sightI jumped a train

Your tragedy so easy to read,Is bitter envyThey're reaping all the lowly benefitsYou missed the train they stoleAnd you've never...

I'm burning you down,Calling you out,Taking your shieldIt's easier nowYears have been kindDistance between has given hind sightI'm on a train